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ayuuu!
Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
Monday, May 09, 2005, 5:17 PM
i hate maths. i've always hated doin' it. i kept trying, but i keep on falling. maths just isn't my forte. i think. i won't fare well for the maths paper. screw Mrs Koh.









my classmates skipped POA. me included. by the end of the dae, i'm already worn out. my brain won't function. take mly lesson for example. i was slowly drifting to LaLa Land. at least. the others simply refused to listen, and end up indulging in their own private conversations or sleeping. maybe the school shud reali reconsider releasing us right after the paper ended.










however worn out i was, i dragged myself to cp library after school. initially, i onli intended to drop my books. anyhow, i went in wit Za & Tisha. browsed books & luffed lyk nobody's business. destressing i guess. den along came Afiq & Ryan. sat ard, chat & played wit Ryan's fone. we did many trials. & picture perfect! took great shots of ourselves, duh!









alritey.. time for me to prepare for chem paper tml. have a nice dae ahead ppl.

ayuuu!